Bounce

(Tempo has reached critical level)

(Tempo has reached critical level)

Huh, bounce, oh, I like you, bounce

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, bounce

C'mere, girl, c'mere, girl, let me talk to you

Let me see them big titties

Don't act as if you ain't pretty

Break bread if you wanna get wit' me

All I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys

Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business

'Fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley

I am still a boss, he can't hit me

He ain't got enough paper to deal wit' me

Baby girl, wanna two step wit' me

Turn around rub ya ass up against me?

Whoa, lil' mama done got tipsy

And then tonight, tomorrow you're history

All you haters wit' that ho shit miss me

I stay strapped, security don't frisk me

Set it off till this muthafucka empty

I turn around, do the same shit next week

Come on

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)

Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you

And you on me, and me on you, and you on her

Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me

Then me on y'all, and y'all on me

Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Oh! There she go, just what the Doc's been lookin' fo'

She just what I need, black and Chinese like some young ho

I got a bungalow, we can disappear for a week or so (yeah)

I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit' it like I'm Dungy, yo (oh)

Yes, congratulations

You won a millionaire invitation

Sorry I'm so demandin'

But save the dancin' for back at the mansion, and

Ain't this money handsome?

Ain't, that a panty anthem?

I kill me, just like you

From the back you'll see

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)

Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you

And you on me, and me on you, and you on her

Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me

Then me on y'all, and y'all on me

Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

Hold up! Hell naw!

Like Britney Spears, I wear no drawers

In the club I drink it up, gulp, gulp, drink it up

Got Patron sippin' in my cup

That's ya man, I bet I can make him look

When he see the jugs, he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol' butt

Mhm, big ol' butt, thick legs, big ol' jugs

Legs stick like rims on the truck

Take him to the crib, yep, we gon' fuck

You can call me a freak, I like to get buck

I don't have to do much to make you get it up

Some young ho - she worth two dollars

I'm worth more dollars than major beauty parlors

I pop collars, c-c-c-collars

I don't buy shots, I only buy the bottles

Only rich girls - we only buy the bottles

And, like a porn star, I'm best when I swallow

Bounce (like yo' ass had the hiccups)

Bounce (like we was ridin' in my pick-up)

Bounce (Why you lookin' so sad? Baby girl, you need to cheer up)

Bounce (I got the remedy: it's you on me, and me on you

And you on me, and me on you, and you on her

Then her on me, and her on you, and y'all on me

Then me on y'all, and y'all on me

Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)